Looking at the sword in the cold light

"Guling Shiyan! What did you do to the misfortune!" Bianxijun pointed at Guling Shiyan and asked loudly. With such a move, he wanted to kill himself. He was so dedicated to Du Wuyu that he even felt that he had betrayed Du Wuyu. With luck in his palm, he hit the table with vigor, and the table flew towards the ancient mausoleum.Guling Shiyan easily swiped his sword finger in front of him, and the transparent air hit the table. With the sound of breaking and the porcelain bowl smashing, the table was broken into several pieces. Guling Shiyan slightly bent back his sword finger , looked around, glanced at Bian Xijun jokingly from the corner of the eye, and sneered a few times: "Oh, let Du Wuyu know how you treat him like this..."

"Answer me! Where did you take Huo Fengxing!" Bian Xijun flipped his hand, and his sword suddenly appeared in his hand. He felt that something must have happened to Du Wuyu, otherwise Guling Shiyan couldn't just push back Du Wuyu's appearance deceived him so badly.

The broken table lay between the two of them, swords were on the verge of an inevitable battle.

"Hmph." Guling Shiyan snorted softly but still did not answer Bian Xijun.Looking at it this way, Mr. Bianxi thinks that Du Wuyu must be more ominous than good, and he still fell into the hands of Guling Shiyan. Now that Du Wuyu's life and death are uncertain, Mr. Bianxi wants to know Du Wuyu's whereabouts from Guling Shiyan's mouth He is afraid that Guling Shiyan will play tricks on him, he has always been aloof, and vows to wash away this shame.

The simple house twisted strangely, but the feet didn't shake a bit. Mr. Benxi looked around vigilantly, and found that the ancient mausoleum's passing smoke didn't know when it disappeared, and after a dizzying rotation around the distortion, it turned into In this resplendent palace, the space here is about twice as large as the previous hall.There are four huge mirrors embedded in the wall, as high as the floor to the ceiling. Mr. Benxi saw his glaring face in the mirror, and a puff of blue smoke suddenly appeared not far behind him, and he turned around abruptly.The figure of Guling Shiyan suddenly appeared from the green smoke suspended on the ground, and landed on the ground with a light leap. There was no more teasing and joking like before, a figure flashed behind him, Bian Xijun raised his sword silently and got ready, maybe Guling Shiyan wanted two people to attack together.

Mi Da stood sideways behind Guling Shiyan, and he was taller than Guling Shiyan. The people on the opposite side could see it clearly and thought they were going to go together. His expression was cold and full of confidence, and he used black The long sword entwined in Qi pointed directly at the Bian Xijun on the opposite side, and raised his voice in a cold tone: "Take him down! Let him surrender!" After the words fell, his figure flickered twice before disappearing strangely.

"Ben Xijun, you can't escape." Gu Ling Shiyan's tone was very leisurely, looking at the murderous Bian Xijun, he secretly sneered in his heart.Guling Shiyan didn't intend to draw his sword yet, and confronted the sword-wielding Lord Bian Xi, as if he wanted the opponent to strike first.

"Guling Death Smoke, you alone, don't even think about getting out of here alive, and give me back Huo Fengxing!" Bian Xijun shouted angrily, white light burst out all over his body, and the large string of beads on his headdress rattled. His sword was extremely gorgeous, with a long and slender purple sword body, inlaid with many beautiful jewels, and there were many crystal clear spars falling on it. As soon as his sword moved , Those pendants also dangled back and forth.

Facing the menacing Bian Xijun, Gu Ling Shiyan did not back down. He bent down and stretched his legs to sweep the ground, the light-colored aura rushed towards Bian Xijun, and Bian Xijun had to jump into the sky to escape.Guling Shiyan turned around to face the Bian Xijun who turned over from the sky, and with a flick of his mind, he called out Kunwu, who floated beside him. His sword light was like thunder and lightning, and it fell on his side densely. Along with him all the way, the ground trembled slightly.Bian Xijun couldn't land at this time, Gu Ling Shi Yan chased after him, but Gu Ling Shi Yan didn't fly into the air, but just being on the ground made Bian Xi Jun feel a little oppressed, while he was still in the air, he swung his sword A few streaks of purple sword energy were drawn downward, just hitting the continuous blue below, Bian Xijun took the opportunity to turn over and jump again.Guling Shiyan sneered, and with a movement of his arm, Kunwu followed him and turned in another direction to catch up to the place where Bianxijun was about to land. Bianxijun only reached the blue air net again and jumped to another place, feeling that Guling passed away. Cigarette deliberately prevented him from going down.

Benji-kun jumped almost to the ceiling again. Fortunately, the ceiling of this scene was very high. He swooped down in the air with his head down, and his sword fingers slashed across the fancy and gorgeous blade, and purple flames emerged from the sword.Looking up at the ancient mausoleum below, Shiyan looked up and saw Mr. Bianxi spinning and swooping down like a big bird. Behind Mr. Bianxi was a huge shadow of a peacock with a fierce expression.Guling Shiyan remained calm, stretched out his left hand with the palm facing up, and the Primordial Creation Ball that he had snatched from the Bing King appeared in his hand. Guling Shiyan's mouth moved a few times, no one heard what he was saying, He threw the Yuansheng fortune ball upwards, and the Yuansheng fortune ball rotated around his body. The translucent white and blue water condensed like water. Guling Shiyan spread his right hand forward, and the sword in his hand suddenly spun by itself. , to see that the purple flames and the huge peacock shrouded above, a water-like dragon was born with the Yuansheng fortune ball, and the ancient mausoleum passed away and shouted: "The hundred swords and dragons disappeared overnight!"

"Should die, the ancient mausoleum dies!" With the roar of Ben Xijun, purple flames entered his eyes, as if his eyes were also ignited with flames, and the peacock behind him seemed to feel his endless anger, With a loud and long chant, sharp and ear-piercing, Bian Xijun greeted the flying dragons rushing up and down without fear.When he collided with the dragon, he clearly felt that force, which made him spit out a mouthful of blood, and flew back more than ten meters with the peacock's wailing, and the dragon chased after it with a long roar.

This dragon is only concentrated in strength, and it cannot be compared with the one led from Nine Heavens in Zhanyun Realm.Even so, the peacock still had such a hard time. He flew backwards for a while before he stabilized in the air. Facing the chasing dragon, his face turned cold, the hatred in his eyes had reached the extreme, and he drew a strange pattern on the sword. Accompanied by strange steps, the robe swayed automatically without wind, saying: "Eternal Eternal Eight Truths... the ancient judgment, feel the wrath of the peacock!" Shining, as if getting a stronger power.The peacock and the dragon fought, and through the heavy light, Mr. Bianxi saw the figure of the ancient mausoleum below him. He swung his sword and slashed at the ancient mausoleum. Step by step, Mr. Bian Xi has always been proud of himself, and it is certain to kill Guling Siyan. He swung his sword again, Guling Siyan swung around, and suddenly a tall purple figure appeared in front of him. That person was The person who stood behind Guling Shiyan and asked Guling Shiyan to take him down saw that the person seemed to have squeezed a decision at random, and purple-black flames exploded from around them. Xi Jun jumped up and wanted to hide back, but the fire was like a wave, the speed was fast and the range was very large, with one floor higher than one floor.Bian Xijun had no choice but to use an air mask, and the peacock stepped in front of him and howled.

After the fire wave disappeared, Guling Shiyan stood opposite Bian Xijun holding a sword in his hand. There was no one else around him, and the figure of Mi Da just now was like an illusion.Bian Xijun was a little caught off guard and suffered a big loss. He fell to the ground with blood dripping from his chest and a trace from the corner of his mouth. He covered his chest and then spread his palms. His palms were bloody. He looked at the ancient mausoleum again. With a face full of hatred, he suddenly laughed: "Hahaha! Don't think it's just that, I will definitely kill you today, and I will not let you walk out of this door!"